Faith, youre driving me away
You do it everyday
You dont mean it, but it hurts like hell
My brain says Im recieving pain
A lack of oxygen
From my life support my iron lung
Were too young to fall asleep
Too cynical to speak
We are losing it, cant you tell?
We scratch our eternal itch
A twentieth century bitch
And we are grateful for our iron lungs
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
Suck, suck your teenage thumb
Toilet trained and dumb
When the power runs out, well just hum
This, this is our new song
Just like the last one
A total waste of time my iron lung
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
And if youre frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, its ok
And if youre frightened
You can be frightened
You can be, its ok
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon
The head shrinkers
They want everything
My uncle Bill
My Belisha beacon